Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note which no one
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my on society
Society is back on me.
Never tried to drop out,
I just get in from the start."

The children all clever games
The grown-ups gave clever names
Turned them all from young
On to the drug
Feed them T.V.
Teach them just how they should
For the ones that to stray
Cut them off till obey

Our little friend was not the
To want to have to and fight
boys all could pick
Upon the lonely kid
The grown ups all looked and long
"He's got two feet he can stand on"
We like the sickly ones
The boisterous ones are much fun

He found it hard to
Cause when he or want he cried
In the wrong he'd be chastised
An idiot to be
Never to play the game the way
That your to play
learnt the things to say
Or emotion safe away

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note no one read
In hand the note just said:
"Never my back on society
Society is back on me.
All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong."
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"

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The child is full of woe
Into the unfree he will grow
Have unfree of is own
On and on and so it

Take hands from off your genitals
Eat those greens and grow up
Don't yourself it's very naughty
Stephen, Stephen don't you
speak now we are talking
Not a word less you
people listening
Don't us
And never let us catch you

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I was a baby my mummy told me
If I was a bad boy would scold me
When I was a my mummy lectured
If I was a good boy I be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My gone
To a where I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
and three pike suits
My mummy's
My gone

When I was a little my mummy told me
Had to make an effort to make pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a to the rest of the family

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My gone
To a place I can't go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three suits
My gone
My mummy's

Now that I'm older, I know that you me
But I don't hold it you, though it damage me sorley
I you're a victim just just like me
You can feel the pressure just like me

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place where I go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three suits
My mummy's
My mummy's